Ancient gods in greenwood watch and wait

[Fox]

Ancient gods in greenwood watch and wait
Snow falls softly now on deer and crow
If only all of us could see our fate

Are we far too early or are we far too late
If only all of us could see and know
Ancient gods in greenwood watch and wait

Can God hear our hearts, soft and inchoate?
Our prayers are cast aloft like seeds we sow
If only all of us could see our fate

The poor we trample, the rich we elevate
We stumble blindly, hoping yes and hearing no
Ancient gods in greenwood watch and wait

We dare go no further than the garden gate
We can only stand and watch the falling snow
If only all of us could see our fate

Far out to sea, a hurricane begins to blow
We dream the rising waters inundate
If only all of us could see our fate
Ancient gods in greenwood watch and wait

[skydove]

Hi Fox I like how you title reverberates through the poem then at the end you actually sense the ancient gods watching and waiting. It's like a chant.

[ShadowCat]

Beautiful... there's a vibration underneat it, like a rumbling deep in the earth, a promise of change, of fate yet unfulfilled.

[Kris Hughes]

I particularly like the last stanza but one. Nicely crafted.

[Fox]

Thanks everyone. The form is a villanelle, in case you were wondering:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Villanelle